Igniting the Woods

 

 

 

01/21/2012

The blank afternoon--
Snow plows have become silent;
Entire world is white.

 Inside is cozy--
Whirring electrical sounds;
 Outside--just whispers.

01/22/2012

Bare tree is grasping;
Its naked limbs touched by white,
Doesn't reach the sky.

Fence shadows on snow;
Black slats lie across the white;
Rifle echoes far.

 

 Two gloves on the road
Displaying their unique story,
Hold on the punch line.

 Footprints in the snow
Disappear without a trace
As does their owner.

 

 Belle carries the shoe
She never wants me to throw,
Just to admire.

 

Crunch, crunch, crunch, crunch, crunch;
Crunch, thud, thud, crunch crunch, thud crunch;
Click, thud, crunch, thud, thud. 

01/24/2012

 

Snow is washed away;
White still is on the fields and lawn;
Cars zip on clear road.

 

Sun breaks over hill;
Lights up brown patch on the lawn;
Gray light on table.

 

 Dirty snow boulder
Lies by the side of the road;
Rooster crows at sun.

Across the snow field
Two roosters keep on crowing;
Olivia moos.

Moving in dark barn
A shadow across the door--
Laurie feeds chickens.

Under the whiteness
Spreading dark patches emerge:
Short winter roll back.

On top of the hill
Puff of warm air cuts the cold
Just for an instant.

 

 

 

Shining through the mist
Sun makes shadows of the trees
Igniting the woods.